how bout a casket?

i know this might not be inspirational or even remotely happy but this is me for you speaking from the inside i've been told i need to open up a little and come out of my shell well....hell i don't even have a shell to come out of but how 'bout a casket? 'cause i feel like i'm lying in one lined in black fabric composed of satin spread behind my back and sides i'm wearing a white tux just to lighten me up a little i have a pale green tie right beneath my chin and i'd like to mention that it's not to match the color of my eyes but to show you that things aren't always greener on the other side even if i tried to come out of hiding i would have to press my hands up against the inside of this casket to get a chance to stand up i'd have to break off the brackets and latches that helped clamped it shut and that's not an easy task to do that's why you never hear me asking you to open up a little 'cause some things just take time so call me crazy or say that i'm out of my mind maybe even slow paced or better yet how bout a casket case?